When kids say the darndest things

We recently wished our sweet boy a happy half birthday, as he hit the 18-month milestone. As most parents would agree, this is a ridiculously long and short time all at once.

One thing I have learned? Parenting is essentially a never-ending series of rhetorical questions. Here are just a few of the questions I've posed, not really expecting an answer:

"Did you really just pee on your own hand?"

"Do you think it's really a good idea to throw food on the floor?"

"How many times am I going to have to fish undesirable 'floaters' out of the bathtub?"

Luckily, we are now reaching the stage that J can answer some of these types of questions, but not always with the sought-after answer.

"Are you supposed to throw toys at your friends?"

"Yeahhhh."

"Can you please finish your breakfast?"

"Noooooo."

"Why are you pulling all of the tissues out of the box?"

"I donn knoooo."

I'm not sure which is worse, getting the wrong answer or getting no answer at all? In all seriousness though, as Jacob learns to converse more clearly and meaningfully, our jobs are getting much easier, like when he tells us he's hungry - except of course when you ask him what he wants and all he says "cookie!" - or when he lets us know he needs to use the potty -- as long as it's I "need" to pee and not an "I peed!" announcement and a wet spot on the carpet to prove it (which, to his credit, has only happened once).